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KickThatBathProf:
Saying "I do declare" before all your statements does not a southern drawl make

Jace:
This may be true, but I do declare it, and I added the narrative element of describing how I speak so that you can read it in a southern drawl.
An awesome southern drawl.

Spluff:

--- Quote from: PantsFTW on 28 Mar 2009, 08:49 ---"I do declare, that objects inside clouds boy makes some valid arguments, as do the rest of my fair acquaintances in this 'ere town. blanktom be the lad that be hangin from the gallows tonight" PantsFTW says in his awesome southern drawl.

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Why is PantsFTW speaking in third person? Perhaps the lycanthropy has damaged his mind!

axerton:
It takes the psudo village half the morning to draw gain the courage to go inside the house. What they found was not pretty. Zombiedude was spread in a thin layer around bedroom, the floor had been painted with his blood - a mixture of human and wolfish footprints could be made out, but what was holding most peoples attention was the opposite wall where - yet again in blood- were the words: YOU'LL BE NEXT!

The group sat around the remade gallows, stunned, until midday. Finally Jace - naked from the waist down, having taken off his pants after leaning in some of Zombiedude's blood (why he couldn't put on another pair of pants, no one was quite sure) - stood up and pointed to Objects inside Clouds saying simply "Him."  This seemed to burst a dam, suddenly accusations were flying everywhere, no clear direction. By the end of the day four votes were enough to condemn a man to the rope.

The collective eyes of the crowd settled on Blanktom - not everyone was happy with the verdict - but their own twisted version of justice had spoken. Fear filled Blanktoms eyes "No, you're making a mistake!" he said feverishly, pushing his nearest accuser back. The group surrounded him, as he began to take wild swings at people, but before long someone caught him a sharp blow to the side of the head and he collapsed, out cold.

By the time he awoke he was already gagged and being lifted bodily upwards towards the hanging rope. Unable to do anything to prevent it the rope was slipped around his neck and the bag placed over his head. The group stood back as the freshly oiled trapdoor was released. His neck snapped with a loud report and the muffled shouts of protest stopped instantly. The waiting eyes could have burned holes in the hanging body as everyone watched to see the potential transformation - but none was forthcoming. One by one the watchers turned and walked slowly back to their makeshift homes. There was yet another burden resting on their minds: they were running out of food, well all of them except those whose hunger was for human flesh.

Players.
Avec (hung first day - unknown)
Jimmy the Squid
Blue Kitty
Aztex
Objects inside Clouds
Dire bacterium
Dazed
Zombiedude (torn apart by wolves - innocent)
PantsFTW
blanktom(hung second day - unknown)
Thomas Edison
IronOxide
Spluff



(dusk of the second day - do your thing people)
(Sorry for the long delays updating - I'm feeling somewhat mentally fragile of late)

Blue Kitty:

--- Quote from: PantsFTW on 29 Mar 2009, 02:03 ---This may be true, but I do declare it, and I added the narrative element of describing how I speak so that you can read it in a southern drawl.
An awesome southern drawl.

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Who speaks with a southern drawl on a Reality Show?

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